110 Bullying the Weak (2/2)

On the way, the view made all the other youths open their eyes in awe.

Deacon Qiu finally arranged where the twenty-one youths would sleep, and Zhao Feng and the other two had already said goodbye to Lord Guanjun.

Lord Guanjun looked at Zhao Feng deeply before leaving. The figure going further and further away seemed to be lodged in Zhao Feng’s heart.

“Not only will I complete Master’s wish, I’ll also step into the peak of this generation,” Zhao Feng clenched his two fists as his blood boiled.

The world of the Clans had excited him.

According to the rules of the Broken Moon Clan, new disciples had the first few days off to familiarize the Clan and they would be given a task after. They needed to repay back the Clan for the treatment and resources they received and there were different tasks, some good and some bad.

Some of the bad tasks included mining and carrying s***, and dangerous ones included killing beasts and exploring ruins.

“In three days, the Clan will give us tasks, I’m just scared that Quan Chen will interfere and make it hard for us.” Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan were worried, while Zhao Feng was calm.

The new outer disciples were assigned to live in wooden rooms for the three days, but in just a few hours, the newly entered disciples clashed with the old disciples.

From outside came the sound of fighting, but it quickly subsided.

Zhao Feng walked out of his wooden room and he found two or three new disciples on the ground puffing for air.

“New brats, I’m giving you face by letting you wash my clothes and getting me water,” a scar-faced man looked at the newly entered disciples coldly.

“That’s Chen Feng, he’s ranked 28th out of the outer disciples. I can’t believe he even has the interest to bully the new disciples.” A few of the older disciples poked out their heads.

Chen Feng was ranked 28th and he had reached the peak of the 9th rank. Zhao Feng estimated that the opponent's strength was even a bit stronger than Ye Linyu’s. Even Xiao Sun who had the highest cultivation among the youths didn’t dare to challenge him.

Under Chen Feng’s power, the few outer disciples went to wash his clothes for him unwillingly.

“Zhe zhe, I heard that there’s two pretty chicks this time, and one of them is a princess.” Chen Feng licked his lips and he walked slowly towards where Princess Yun Mengxiang lived.

_Creeeek!_ __

Yun Mengxiang opened her door and said coldly, “I dare you to touch me.”

Chen Feng smiled and didn’t dare offend Yun Mengxiang. Being the Princess of the Cloud Country, the high levels of the country and the Clan had an intimate relationship. Apart from that, Xiao Sun also had close relationships with the Clan since he came from the biggest family in seclusion.

Even someone like Liu Yue’er was treated well because of her Upper Spiritual Body. Those with high talent had the chance of having a better future, so even Chen Feng didn’t dare to be too arrogant.

“This Chen Feng’s just a bastard who’s scared of the strong and bullies the weak.” The newly entered disciples kept their hatred inside their hearts.

Chen Feng didn’t dare offend Xiao Sun, Yun Mengxiang, and Liu Yue’er but he was extremely arrogant to everyone else.

Zhao Feng looked at this coldly, but he didn’t interfere.

The youths were all excited that night and they weren’t able to sleep, so Zhao Feng just started to train Silver Wall Technique and Returning Breath Technique instead, while trying to gain insights from the Four Wind Stances as well.

He had already perfected the first two stances and he was three-quarters through on the third stance, Partial Wind Stance.

Zhao Feng had even tried using the fourth stance, Burning Wind Stance, but the power of it was so strong that Zhao Feng was scared just looking at it.

Partial Wind Stance aimed for the pinnacle of sharpness and it was a single target offensive skill, while Burning Wind Stance aimed for destruction, burning everything in its path.

On the second morning, Zhao Feng stood up from his position and walked out of his door after yawning.

“Kid! Wash my socks!” A dominant, arrogant voice sounded.

Zhao Feng saw that the owner of this voice was that Chen Feng who was ranked 28th of the outer disciples.

Chen Feng’s voice was cold and arrogant. He threw a pair of smelly socks in front of Zhao Feng then turned around and left as if he knew that Zhao Feng would wash them.

In reality, Chen Feng knew all their information. For example, Zhao Feng had normal talent and not high cultivation, so Chen Feng didn’t worry that about Zhao Feng getting his revenge.

“Does this guy really think I’m going to do it?” Zhao Feng’s face grew dim as he waved his hands and a chaotic wind appeared which ripped Chen Feng’s smelly socks into shreds.

This scene made the expressions of Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan, who had both just woken up, change dramatically.